were about to go to the club Heaven, a gay club that they loved. Various gay celebrities have
been there, such as Neil Tennant of the Pet Shop Boys and Bernard Sumner of New Order. But
tonight, they were going to have a time of their own. Alan was trying to put some mousse into his
hair while David retouched his lip balm and lip gloss on his lips. Alan was dressed in chic
leather attire. David was also dressed in leather too, although they obviously weren't into
motorbikes.
"I just need to finish up my hair, David and I'll be right there." Alan replied, running his
fingers through his hair to make sure it was in place. Then, he picked up his Gucci handbag and
greeted David with a smile. "Honey, let's go. Tonight is the leather night, which is my absolute
favourite and the music will be playing so loudly there." Alan glanced at David, who stood up as
well. "Do you have the taxi waiting for us?" David asked. "Yes, isn't he there yet?" Alan peered
at the window. "Yeah, he's there." Alan told David.
The music was blaring in the club as they took a seat. Leather Night, as it was known as,
always featured 80s hi-nrg music, which was always their favourite to dance to. They took a seat
and David winked at the employee, dressed in black trousers and a white shirt to bring them
drinks. "I'll have the strawberry daiquiri." Alan told the man. "And I'll have the tropical daiquiri,
please." David continued. "Alan, we still have time before our drinks come, so why don't we
dance?" he patted Alan's shoulder. "All right." They stood up and stepped onto the dancefloor
to dance the night away. When the song "You make me feel mighty real" came on, David was
suggestively grinding his hips near Alan when numerous whistles were heard across the floor.
"Fabulous!" yelled one. Alan also heard someone shout "You go boys!!!!". The dancing continued
and they took their seats again. "Whoo!! It's so fab to be in the centre of all of the attention. You
just feel like you own the floor and everybody's staring at us..." David girlishly and breathlessly
exclaimed as he took a sip of his tropical daiquiri. "Did you see any famous people there when we
were dancing?" Alan asked him. "No. Not tonight. Usually, you can sometimes see Neil Tennant,
you know, that bloke from the Pet Shop Boys and his boyfriend, Bernard what's his name." David
replied, putting the glass down. "You mean Bernard Sumner, right?" Alan added. "Yeah, I think
that's his last name. "He's the blond one, well, recently his hair has gotten a little bit darker."
Alan informed him. "I guess I kind of do remember him."
"He looks so young for his age and he's actually older than us. You'd think that he was
significantly younger than Neil, but they're only two years apart." Alan thoughtfully chimed in.
"Do you fancy going back to my place after here?" David asked Alan in a sly, calculated manner.
"Sure, why not?" Alan replied, ultimately knowing David's intentions. "Let's dance a tad bit more,
though. I'm sure we can't play loud music in a flat and it's still a little early." Alan suggested,
looking at his partner. "Whatever you say, dear." David replied, suddenly kissing Alan. The fruity
scent of the daiquiri lingered upon their lips as they parted. "Come on, let's go dance." David
tugged at Alan.
So they danced. Like it was Babylon at "Queer as Folk". And no matter how many times David
asked Alan to the dancefloor, Alan knew how he could get David to be less assertive. Especially
when Alan was usually the top and David was usually the bottom.
Morning came and it was apparent that Alan had spent the night at David's. After a hard night at
Heaven and at home, it wasn't surprising that they slept in late that day.
They didn't believe in heaven, yet they loved the club Heaven. And their dance performance
was nearly infamous from that day on.